"Get up! What are you doing Feng nine came forward, looked at him, saw his forehead seeping with blood, could not help frowning, helped him up: "I help you bandage." He led him to the stall.
The crowd of onlookers scattered with the departure of those people. Originally, some people who were still thinking of having fun to watch saw the young man in royal clothes knock his head, while the other one, like a beggar, did not pay attention to them.
At the stall, Feng Jiu simply gave him medicine to bandage the wound, and then he said, "if you can't beat it, hide a little bit. It's OK. It's just a small wound. If it's deep, it's troublesome."
"They'll do it secretly. Otherwise, how could I fall?" Zhu Yue said, some angry way: "I must tell my father this matter after I go back."
Feng nine rolled her eyes, poured a cup of tea and drank it. Looking at the lady at the stall, she could not help but brighten her eyes: "I knew that these snacks taste good."
While speaking, he had already started eating with chopsticks.
But in the restaurant over there, the shopkeeper hesitated and asked the waiter to send them a roast suckling pig. Smelling the delicious smell, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, clamping their chopsticks, and eating in a big way.
After eating in the stall, they found an inn to take a bath and rest. In the guest room, Feng Jiu turns her knees and adjusts her breath. After practicing for a while, she takes out the yuan Ling like a soft flower from the space.
"Chirp!"
The little thing saw her, affectionately pasted in her palm, let her knead and pinch, and still blinked a pair of clear eyes staring at her.
Alchemy?
She thought for a while, took the yuan spirit back into the space, and then lay down on the bed. Alchemy was only heard in the old woman's mouth, but not in other places. How was it refined?
I closed my eyes and pondered. When the divine consciousness touched the blue lotus seed in the elixir field, I couldn't help but feel shocked: I didn't pay attention to it. At this time, I found out how it seemed that the breath of life was much weaker? Even the light is a little darker?
Just thinking, suddenly listen to the roof seems to have the movement to come, she tiny side ear a listen. It was the sound of footsteps. Although it was very light, it could be heard by her Yuanying's cultivation.
But she didn't pay attention to the sound passing away from her roof. It's strange that the world can be peaceful. As for matters not related to her, she'd better be less rational.
With this thought, she continued to fall asleep. However, when a cry of surprise came out, she twisted her eyebrows, jumped up and went out.
"Ah! Little beggar, help me
That's Zhu Yue's voice. Maybe it's after eating and sleeping well. It sounds loud and full of breath. However, his current situation is not very good, is two people in black frame out, stepped on the roof is about to leave.
"Don't catch me!"
"You have a lot of trouble." Feng Jiu's voice appeared in the night. Looking at Zhu Yue, who was held by two men in black, he couldn't help sighing: you can't be a good man at will. It's really troublesome!
And look at these people in front of us, are not they the ones in the evening? So she asked, "Why are you here again? Is it your childe's order again? "
"Hum! You dare say it! Did you use the silver needle to plot against my childe? " One of the guards snorted coldly and looked at Feng Jiu angrily: "it is because of you that my childe is being detained now!"
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